The Key to X | Editing - but on hold

X

The sky was dark with nothing but the moon to light it up. I took a quick whiff of the fresh night breeze. I blinked my eyes a few times, letting them glow slightly. I grinned, letting my gleaming eyes provide my sight at night. I jumped from the top floor of the Academy, a place where I was hiding just recently. Obviously, I didn't directly jump to the ground, I'd be dead by then. I jumped to the balcony on the sixth floor, climbing down on the side and reached the ground. In my hands were my two trusty daggers, one made of pure silver and the other, gold. I sniffed at the air again, smiling and feeling the urge of spilling blood tonight.

I walked around the academy, hidden to the security cameras by my camouflage black cloak. I blended in with the night. My footsteps were soft, almost inaudible and unheard. Heavy footsteps began approaching me, causing me to turn to the side against a wall. I watched a tall man walking by himself, whistling off-key and twirling a pair of keys, helicopter keys. I looked around, my vision scanning everything within me. I broke into a run, once again, my steps inaudible. My hand was covered in black gloves, allowing me to kill and not leave a trace of my identity.

I shoved the man, catching him by surprise. He grabbed my waist, pulling me down to the ground with him. I quickly covered his mouth with my hand, pulling out his tongue. I pulled out my golden dagger, slashing across the tongue to silence him. I could smell the freshness of the blood and yearn for more of the metallic scent. I pulled out my silver dagger, ready to stab him in the heart to end his life, letting the ooze of his blood spill across a small portion of the campus.

I groped my sides, before bending down to pull my dagger out of my boot. I turned towards him, only to have my hood pulled back. I could feel my eyes harden and something clench inside of me. The man rasped, moving back a bit when he saw my glowing eyes. Of course, my eyes didn't glow... I just enhanced the effects. He was surprised that all he could see was a mask. I bit back a smirk but recalled the attempt in figuring out who I was. I pulled my silver dagger, throwing it at his chest, letting it bury itself in it with satisfaction. I pulled out my last dagger, a bronze dagger and slashed his body up, leaving no mercy to it. I made sure his face was recognizable, before pulling back the bronze dagger and silver. I stained the ground with my trademark blood x and left the site.

I made sure that my cloak and daggers were well hidden before I entered. I wiped up the blood on my blades and hands when I entered the academy, relaxing once more after the bloody night. I took my daggers, hiding them away and yawned. I pulled out a list on my desk, crossing out the name on my list, Frank Bone. I scanned over his description, pleased that my job was done.

I chuckled softly, recalling the terrified look upon Paul Ace's face when he played my recording. Ah, my predictions do come true after all. With a small smile on my face, I turned off my light, falling unconscious to another night of restful sleep after a quick round of murder.

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And that's... X. X at his very finest... or not. Does he seem mental to you, or just bloodthirsty? Leave any questions, and tips in the comments!

-Charlie